What is this place that we call home Its different for us all No matter just how far we roam We always hear its call
Sometimes it call is very strong And difficult to bear We find ourselves missing it so And wishing we were there.
But with each day that passes by We learn to realise That home truly is not without But carried deep inside.
ŠA Thomas Hawkins 2010 http://poetryinprogress.com
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